True Grit (2010) Edit

A couple of teeth loose and...

A few minutes ago, I came upon Chaney watering the horses.

A fine thing to decide once you brought her

A kingbolt?

A love of decency does not abide in you.

A Methodist and a son of a bitch!

A quarter century is a long time.

A sad picture indeed.

A saucy line will not get you far with me.

A snake would not bother you. You are too little and bony.

A young fellow like you don't want to lose his leg.

Absolving me of all liability from the beginning of the world to date...

After a time he learned to make himself more or less understood.

After the many months you've dedicated to finding Chaney?

Ain't caught up to him. He lit out for the Territory.

All I need is your silence.

All I've heard out of you so far is talk.

All right, now listen very carefully, as I will not bargain further.

All right, this is my last offer.

All right!

All the snakes are asleep this time of year.

Also shot by a rifle.

Also, veterinary arts and medicine

And a good store of whiskey here as well.

And a one eyed man who can't shoot? Why don't you turn back, Cogburn?

And a wall to put behind you.

And accompany it home. I will have to sleep here tonight.

And an act that is wrong only according to our laws and mores. It is Latin.

And anyone coming in, wanting any kind of supply,

And as your employer, I believe I have the right to know the particulars.

And Clete Wharton, half brother?

And collect the $50 I still owed him.

And compel them to go into low company.

And confuse the trail in a clever way.

And fired wide.

And get that ball taken out of your leg.

And go off in the wintertime to avenge her father's blood.

And H is Tongue In The Rain.

And had the choice of firing offhand, or dismounting to shoot from rest,

And he's familiar with the Lucky Ned Pepper gang

And his feet burned.

And honor his gibberings by making him chief!

And how many members of this one family,

And I am considerably diminished.

And I believe the warm weather was too much for him.

And I don't have to hang my head when I say it.

And I keep your father's saddle.

And I never did learn how to buy meat.

And I shall assist the authorities in pursuit.

And I want $300 for Papa's saddle horse that was stolen from your stable.

And I will be no more of a burden to you than I was to the marshal.

And I will do all the other parts myself.

And I will tell you what to say.

And I'm afraid nothing is going to be done about Chaney except I do it.

And if you are not game I will find somebody who is game.

And it is Ranger policy

And Judge Parker's court.

And like his son, Aaron Wharton advanced against an armed man?

And lost all his money.

And my brother Little Frank.

And my wife did not care for the company of my river friends.

And nearer 80 than 70.

And not only does he not cease to talk, but he spills the banks of English.

And nothing else grows but has stickers on it.

And now you will let him kill me.

And Papa had taken him up to Fort Smith

And return to Yell County.

And robbed him of his life and his horse

And robbed him of two gold pieces and stole his mare.

And set me to reading it.

And settle for $300.

And swap stories with an old trail mate?

And that rock had been moved and the jar with the money in it was gone.

And that you have been eluded the winter long by a halfwit.

And the chemicals come dear. The particulars are in your bill.

And then if you live, that'll get you two or three years

And there is an end of it. I have the bill of sale.

And turned to do the same for me and I shot him.

And walk in front of me up that hill.

And was glad to have it.

And watch you simply ride off.

And we were close enough that Deputy Marshal Potter and me

And went back to the boarding house for his Henry rifle.

And when we have him we'll also have Chaney

And who is therefore unable to rise to his own defense!

And would not begrudge its use.

And yet I am happy, and live at my ease

And you were backing away?

And you, you would give me an affidavit. You're all against me. Every...

Any harm comes to that child, you do not get paid.

Are we off?

Are we trading again?

Are you going to let him do this, Marshal?

Are you there?

Are you thinking about The Old Place?

Around 12, he says, or 15.

As for the gray horse, it does not belong to you.

As he called himself in Texas, shot the Senator's dog.

As I understand it, Chaney, or Chelmsford,

As it has my finances.

As might a jury, petitioned by a widow and three small children.

As per our implicit agreement.

As that he fell in with them.

As they scattered and run for home.

Backed away from the axe and tried to talk some sense into him.

Before I am hanged, I would like to say...

Before turning up at your father's place.

Behind the steam, and picks up a shotgun.

Best go home to them. They will need help with the churning.

Brief though his note was,

But Cogburn is right,

But don't worry yourself, dear.

But he believes that even the worst of men is entitled to a fair shake.

But he departed before I came round.

But he was wrong.

But I am saying your headstrong ways will lead you into a tight corner one day.

But I believe you will find I'm not liable for such claims.

But I guess we're doing all right in Little Rock.

But I hope and pray that you will not slight them

But I was mounted,

But I will settle for $320 if I am given the $20 in advance.

But I won't hear anything against the Ranger troop from a man like you.

But I would encourage the creature you ride to head thither.

But I'm acting as an agent for Marshal Reuben Cogburn

But if it is Chaney's,

But it did happen.

But it is a dead body.

But my drinking picked up

But now I have a mind to give you five or six good licks with my belt.

But thanks for the cigarette.

But that gentleman on the porch has just taken it.

But the rest won't be so good.

But the shooting of a senator is indubitably an instance of malum in se.

But we'd be striking out blindly.

By a harpy in trousers and a nincompoop!

By the time we get to Fort Smith,

By the time we reached Bagby's store, my hand had turned black.

By the time you read this, I will be across the river in the Indian Nation.

Call it a misunderstanding and leave it go at that.

Captain Quantrill indeed!

Captain?

CC Wharton and Aaron Wharton were dead when they hit the ground.

CC Wharton pulled down on Potter with one barrel

Certainly not!

Chaney could be a corpse.

Chaney fled.

Chaney is across the river in the Choctaw Nation.

Chaney is at the end of a long list of fugitives and malefactors.

Chaney is taken into custody.

Chaney was a hired man

Chelmsford's gone.

Clete was selling ardent spirits to the Cherokee. Come at me with a kingbolt.

Cogburn does not want me eating out of his store.

Cogburn outlined a plan. Mind your footing, there's a pit there.

Cogburn! You hear me?

Coke runs with Lucky Ned. He bought supplies with this.

Columbus Potter and five other marshals is out here with me.

Come on, you!

Could I hire a marshal to pursue Tom Chaney?

Creep up onto the roof.

Damn.

Damned shame.

Daughter of Frank Ross.

Dead as well. His depredations have come to an end.

Dearest Mother,

Did you also shoot Dub Wharton, brother,

Did you find the jar with the $ 120 in it?

Did you move the body after you shot him?

Did you move the body after you shot him?

Do either of you need medical attention?

Do not make you an object of fun.

Do something. Help me.

Do the calf again, Harold!

Do you know of anywhere to take shelter?

Do you understand, Tom?

Do you want to see if it will knit or should I just yank it free?

Don't ask me what for.

Don't leave me lying here.

Don't let the wolves rip me up.

Don't wander off.

Don't you act the fool! If you blow, I will kill you!

Don't you go jawing with that runt.

Don't you go jawing with these people, Moon.

Down by the creek, performing his necessaries.

Down the creek bank with some hogs.

Down to the magistrate in San Saba, Texas,

Easy, boy.

Even a blow to the head could silence him for only a few short minutes.

Ever stalwart.

Everything is against me.

Farrell, I want you and your brother to stand clear.

Fill your hand, you son of a bitch!

Find our way back!

Firing them two Navy sixes I carry on my saddle.

For not a soul in that city could be bothered to give chase.

For that I get the release previously discussed

Fort Smith is a healthy distance, LaBoeuf,

Found a flat gray rock

From a wagon tongue?

From the money you stole from me?

From the Pfitzer Soap Works of Little Rock.

Gentlemen, shooting cornbread out here on the prairie

Gentlemen, we cannot fall out in this fashion.

Get on up that hill!

Getting older and fatter.

Go ahead and bet your life on it.

Go, Little Blackie! Come on!

Go!

God damn it!

God damn it! I do not accept it as a given that I did shoot LaBoeuf.

Goddamn ducks.

Gone the whiskey, seized in evidence!

Gone, gone, gone!

Good, then. There's not sufficient dollars in the state of Texas

Grandma Turner is... The bed is quite narrow.

Greaser Bob, the Original Greaser Bob,

Greer County Bachelor, that was.

Ground is too hard.

Had I killed the man I meant to, I don't believe I'd have been convicted.

Harold, let me ride up with you.

Has Chaney been here?

Have I held you back?

He brings his prisoners in alive.

He calls himself Chaney. Or Chelmsford sometimes.

He could have walked his horse,

He dallied in Monroe, Louisiana, and Pine Bluff, Arkansas,

He did not.

He does not track! He does not shoot, except at foodstuffs!

He don't have time to think about how many is with him.

He don't know he got a rider. You too light.

He got it into his head he was being cheated

He has a store.

He is a crafty one.

He is a Methodist circuit rider in South Texas.

He is a pitiless man, double tough, and fear don't enter into his thinking.

He is in the Territory, and I hold out little hope for you earning your bounty.

He is not my friend.

He is your boss and you have to do as he tells you.

He may let one slip by now and again

He notched a dugout into a hollow along the Carrillon River.

He raised an axe and commenced to cussing us and blackguarding this court.

He returns for Lucky Ned.

He rode by the light of the moon with Quantrill and Bloody Bill Anderson.

He said he was traveling with a Wild West show,

He shot and killed a state senator named Bibbs in Waco, Texas.

He thinks about hisself,

He told them the money was in a fruit jar,

He was a clerk in a hardware store.

He was a close trader but he acted the gentleman.

He was a whiskey drinker like you and it led to killing in the end.

He was armed, he had an axe raised!

He was easily worth $40.

He was still alive but just was.

He will do no such thing.

He would not be dissuaded.

He would not be taken in charge and I shot him.

He would understand if the journey were too long.

He's a man who walks in front of bullets!

He's a skinny fellow, nervous and quick. His lip's all messed up.

He's abandoned me to a congress of louts.

He's getting away.

He's got a powder mark on his face, a black place.

He's half Comanche and it is something to see him cut for sign.

He's very spirited. I'll call him Little Blackie.

Heading north towards the Winding Stair Mountains,

Hello?

Here inside is a train ticket for your return home. Use it.

Here is the money.

Hey!

Hey!

Him in the woolly chaps is Lucky Ned.

His part, I fear, is rash.

Hoorawed by a little girl.

How came Chaney to shoot a state senator?

How can you give up now

How can you sit there and tell such a big story?

How do you know Bagby will have intelligence?

How he might get clear of that wrath that's about to set down on him.

How long for you to make ready to depart?

How long you boys been mounted on sheep down there?

How many men is with the girl?

How many of you's in there?

How many steps before the shooting started?

How much are you paying for cotton?

How much money you got there?

I admire your sand

I ain't supposed to utter your name!

I always go backwards when I'm backing up.

I always try to help out the law.

I am Cole Younger.

I am hardly obliged to answer the ravings of a drunkard.

I am not accustomed to so large a fire.

I am not acquainted with Grandma Turner.

I am not scolding you

I am not staying here by myself with Tom Chaney.

I am off for the Choctaw Nation.

I am paying you for a horse I do not possess

I am puzzled by this. Why is she here?

I am shot to pieces.

I am uninjured and well provisioned and we agreed to separate.

I believe I bit myself.

I believe not.

I believe them two Wharton boys makes it 23.

I believe you testified you backed away from Aaron Wharton?

I believed it the first 25 times I heard it.

I bought an eating place called The Green Frog,

I bow out! I wash my hands!

I bow out.

I call that bold talk for a one eyed fat man!

I can do nothing for you, son.

I can get all the talk I need and more at the Monarch Boarding House.

I can hit a gnat's eye at 90 yards.

I can't go after Ned Pepper and a band of hard men

I cannot.

I did not figure them to send a scout.

I did not hear back from Marshal Cogburn and he did not appear.

I did not know.

I did not mean anything by it.

I did not want him brought to Texas,

I do not believe he slept.

I do not care a thing in the world about guns.

I do not drink coffee. I'm 14.

I do not entertain hypotheticals. The world as it is is vexing enough.

I do not know him. Who is he?

I do not know this man.

I do not know what is to become of them.

I do not know.

I do not know.

I do not like that.

I do not remember.

I don't believe in fairy tales or sermons or stories about money, baby sister.

I don't like you. I hope you go to jail. My lawyer will not help you.

I don't mind a little personal chaffing

I don't need to buy that. I confiscate it.

I expect some of the starch has gone out of that cowlick.

I extend my hand.

I felt like Ezekiel in the Valley of the Dry Bones.

I fired mounted

I gather that you and Mr. LaBoeuf have come to some sort of agreement.

I gave up two dental mirrors and a bottle of expectorant.

I guess I did speak awful rough to him.

I had my glass.

I had provided reasonable protection for the creature

I had the body removed to our plot and I have visited it over the years.

I have a Colt's Dragoon revolver which I know how to use,

I have a contract with Colonel Stonehill which he will make payment on

I have a good lawyer at home and he will help you, too.

I have a good lawyer.

I have a notion that tomorrow we will reach our object.

I have already thought it over.

I have come to take you back to Fort Smith.

I have examined the records and can supply the accurate figure.

I have her. Up with us!

I have hired a deputy marshal, the toughest one they have.

I have lapped filthy water from a hoofprint

I have learned that Tom Chaney has fled into the wild

I have my bearskin.

I have no authority in the Indian Nation.

I have no doubt that the gun is sound.

I have not been formally deputized

I have one of the gold pieces you stole from him. Now give me the other.

I have slept out at night before.

I heard a shot and went down to the river.

I heard nothing more of the Tex as officer LaBoeuf.

I heard the rifle and I felt the ball.

I hollered out to Aaron that we needed to talk to his two boys.

I hope that little nail selling bastard keeps you happy this time.

I judge he would be in his 70s now,

I just spent last night at the undertaker's in the company of three corpses.

I killed a man in a trifling quarrel over a pocket knife.

I knew it.

I knew the marshal long ago.

I know a teamster who bit his tongue off, being thrown from a horse.

I know it is occupied, Mr. Cogburn. As I said, I have business with you.

I know where the Parmalee claim is.

I know you.

I know, and I know them both.

I mean to kill you in one minute, Ned.

I mean, what are you doing in these mountains here?

I misjudged you as well.

I misjudged you.

I must get you to a doc, sis, or you're not gonna make it.

I need no affidavit.

I never had time to fool with it.

I never shot nobody I didn't have to.

I owe you money.

I picked the wrong man.

I practice dentistry in the Nation.

I remember your offer but I do not remember agreeing to it.

I robbed a high interest bank.

I said $50 to retrieve Chaney. You did not believe me?

I saw your mother yesterday morning.

I see men out there in that crowd is worse than me.

I shall fear no evil.

I shall make my own camp elsewhere.

I shall not ****le. Can we depart this afternoon?

I still have to collect father's things and see to some other business.

I suppose.

I suspect north. More to rob.

I tell you, I can do better than that.

I think I will oblige the officers to come after me.

I think I'll shake his hand and give him a Daniel Webster cigar.

I think she has you pretty well figured.

I thought him slow witted, myself.

I thought we might shop around up here next year,

I thought you were gonna say the sun was in your eyes.

I told her, Goodbye, Nola.

I tried running it myself for a while but couldn't keep good help.

I trust the enclosed document will let you conclude your business

I turned Bo around and taking them reins in my teeth

I was as bad yesterday as you look today.

I was at Shreveport, first with Kirby Smith...

I was forced to share a bed with Grandma Turner.

I was happy enough to set it aside and leave Texas.

I was in the army of Northern Virginia, Cogburn,

I was in the very middle of it. It was a terrible thing to see.

I was informed Rooster Cogburn had grit and I hired him to find the murderer.

I was not awake when I lost the arm.

I was not there as a customer. I am 14 years old.

I was shot from ambush, Ned.

I was to accompany you.

I was within 300 yards of Chelmsford once.

I will chuck one high. Hold fire.

I will give you $ 10 for him.

I will hold him down.

I will kill this girl. You know I will do it.

I will meet him later, walking the streets of glory.

I will need $ 100. That much I can tell you. $ 100.

I will not go back. Not without Chaney, dead or alive.

I will pay $200 to your father's estate

I will pay $225 and keep the gray horse.

I will pay you $50 out of my winnings. I am not heavy.

I will see Bagby.

I will see that they're shipped to you at my earliest convenience.

I will see to the money. Who's the best marshal?

I will take $200 for Judy,

I will take that $50 in advance.

I will take the ponies back, and the gray horse, which is mine,

I will tell you and you will see that I am in the right.

I won't be stopping at boarding houses

I would go on in your company if there were a clear way to go.

I would not pay $325 for a winged Pegasus!

I would not recognize the soles of his feet.

I would not want to be in his shoes.

I would think that he's throwed in with Lucky Ned Pepper,

I'd give $3 right now for a pickled buffalo tongue.

I'll be traveling fast and eating light.

I'll bet he broke 40 cups.

I'll bet it does.

I'll kill the last one that goes in, then we'll have them in a barrel.

I'll leave you to scream and rot! How do you like that?

I'll see you're buried right.

I'll take you down to Bagby's store tomorrow

I'm a bonded U.S. Marshal.

I'm a foolish old man who has been drawn into a wild goose chase

I'm about to embark on a great adventure.

I'm an officer of the court.

I'm an old man sleeping in a rope bed in a room behind a Chinese grocery.

I'm expecting three more souls.

I'm giving you the children's rate.

I'm gone.

I'm hopeful that three of their party being dead

I'm in your debt for that shot, pard.

I'm looking for the man who shot and killed my father, Frank Ross,

I'm Mattie Ross.

I'm not a sharper.

I'm not having him go to Texas to hang for shooting some senator.

I'm not paying for talk.

I'm played out. I need a doctor! We met Ned and Hayes two days ago.

I'm sorry that you are paid piecework and not on wages,

I'm struck that LaBoeuf has been shot, trampled,

I'm surprised you don't remember him.

I'm too old and too fat.

I'm...

I've grown old.

I've just come from Yell County.

I've seen her jump an eight rail fence with a heavy rider. I'm 14.

I've seen men badly tore up with nothing bigger than a kingbolt.

If anything, my price is low.

If he is not in a shallow grave

If I did, I would have one that worked.

If I do not, there is no agreement and my money was stolen.

If I ever meet one of you Texas waddies

If I go back, it is to the U.S. Marshals Office to report the theft of my money.

If I had have received good instruction as a child...

If I had killed him, I would not be now in this fix. My revolver misfired.

If I see you riding over that bald ridge to the northwest, I will spare the girl.

If I'm to go up against Ned Pepper,

If it ain't loaded and cocked, it don't shoot.

If that's where the body was, I might have moved him. I do not remember.

If the prosecutor's going to give evidence, I suggest he be sworn.

If them men wanted a decent burial,

If they won't, I'll shoot them as they come out.

If they're unfriendly, I'll give you a sign to damp the chimney.

If you act as the bandit chief instructed, and no harm comes to me,

If you answer the marshal's questions, he will help you.

If you don't turn around and take me across,

If you find I fail to satisfy your terms,

If you hit what you aim at, explain my shoulder!

If you need something for to tote the gun around,

If you ride the river, you won't fail to see it.

If you want, I'll flay the flesh off the soles of his feet

If you wet your comb, it might tame that cowlick.

If you would like to kiss him, it would be all right.

If you would like to sleep in a coffin, it would be all right.

If you'd like to kiss him, it would be all right.

Immediate or...

In Arkansas, you should mind that your Texas trappings and title

In front of the Monarch Boarding House.

In hand?

In honesty, I do not regret shooting him. He thought Tom Chaney was small.

In hopes of cutting in once we've flushed the prey.

In my country, you can ride for days and see no groundwater.

In one minute, we will burn you out from both ends.

In Texas, we will make do with a fire of little more than twigs

In the corner of that smokehouse?

In the Federal house up in Detroit, there.

In the saloon, they referred me here. We must talk.

In the way that they should go.

In town, Chaney had fallen to drink and cards

In your four years as U.S. Marshal, how many men have you shot?

Into the Indian Territory, in pursuit of Tom Chaney.

Into the middle of the Choctaw Nation.

Is getting us no closer to the Ned Pepper gang.

Is hunting north of the Picketwire

Is it Chaney?

Is not spelt F U D E L.

Is that Emmett Quincy?

Is that him?

Is that Marshal Cogburn?

Is that the man?

Is that what you call it?

Is your way back.

Isn't she a cranky old maid?

Isn't that a $ 100 value?

Isn't your mama expecting you home, dear?

It ain't his leg.

It could just as easily mean that Lucky Ned and his gang fell upon him,

It does not surprise me that she carries disease.

It is all stealing.

It is an unfair leg up in any competition to shoot your opposite number.

It is at least a two man job taking him alive.

It is beneath me.

It is business Mama doesn't know about. It's all right, Yarnell. I dismiss you.

It is I, Mattie Ross, your employer.

It is LaBoeuf.

It is not important where he hangs, is it?

It is the same idea as a coon hunt.

It is time for your spanking.

It is to me. Is it to you?

It is unfair to indict a man when his jaw is swollen and tongue mangled

It is you who have nothing to offer, Cogburn.

It means a great deal of money to me. It's been many months' work.

It might have been some crazy man. Anyone could say he is a marshal.

It seems neither of us is to see Judge Parker.

It seems that we will overtake Tom Chaney in the Winding Stair Mountains.

It sounds to me like you're still being hoorawed by a little girl.

It was a good one. Are you some kind of law?

It was Marshal Cogburn and myself.

It was rife with misspellings.

It will be mortified and they will cut it off.

It will do it. It will embarrass you every time.

It would be a shame to destroy such spirited horseflesh.

It would have to be real money, though, to be persuasive.

It's a long road, and time is a wasting.

It's apt to get lively out here.

It's fixing to get cold.

It's not the world's only California gold piece.

It's time for you to learn you cannot have your way in every little particular.

Judy is a fine racing mare.

Just Chaney. Our agreement is in force.

Just the two of us, but my partner's hit and he can't walk.

Keep your seat, trash.

Kiss Little Frankie for me and pinch Violet's cheek.

Knit. It will knit.

Ladies and gentlemen, beware and train up your children

Lawyer Daggett will prove ownership of the gray horse.

Lawyer Daggett would not wish me to consider anything under $325.

Lawyer J. Noble Daggett of Dardanelle, Arkansas may think otherwise,

Leave your money.

Let him starve!

Let me do that.

Let me ride with you, Ned, just out of here anyway.

Let us cut up the winnings from the Katy Flyer.

Long gone!

Look away now.

Look here, if you let me go, I will swear to it in an affidavit

Look here. I need a pony. And I will pay $ 10 for one of them.

Lucky Ned and his cohort gone.

Lucky Ned has left me, knowing I am sure to be caught when I leave on foot.

Lucky Ned!

Lucky Ned?

Make me out foolish in this girl's eyes.

Malla men what?

Malum in se.

Mama was never any good at sums and she could hardly spell cat.

Marshal Cogburn, I welcome the chance for a private parley.

Marshal Cogburn?

Marshal told me you'd show up. I'm to present you to the sheriff.

Marshal, put this child back on the ferry.

Marshal!

Mattie, I wish you would leave these matters entirely to me,

May I say your father impressed me with his manly qualities.

Maybe lapping water off the ground is Ranger policy.

Maybe... Maybe it is true.

Me and Marshal Potter went out to the smokehouse.

Menacing you with that little old kingbolt

Missed my shot?

Most girls like to play pretties, but you like guns, do you?

Mr. Cogburn,

Mr. LaBoeuf drew single handed upon the Lucky Ned Pepper gang

Mr. LaBoeuf, please.

Mr. LaBoeuf!

Mr. LaBoeuf!

Mr. LaBoeuf!

Mr. LaBoeuf.

Mr. LaBoeuf. How is it that you are here?

Mrs. Floyd, have any rooms opened up?

My agreement with the marshal antedates yours.

My bread is corn dodgers, both solid and tough

My brother is a child and my mother is indecisive and hobbled by grief.

My clothes is all ragged

My God, a Colt's Dragoon.

My horses was blowing and making noise. That officer got me.

My language is rough

My leg hurts.

My leg is giving me fits.

My mother is at home looking after my sister Victoria

My name is Forster.

My name is LaBoeuf.

My name is Mattie Ross. We're located in Yell County.

My poor child.

My watchman had his teeth knocked out and can take only soup.

My white Appaloosa will still be galloping

Near where the North Fork strikes the Canadian.

Ned is unfinished business for the marshals, anyhow,

Neither of these men are Chaney.

Never could get a grip on it.

Never robbed a citizen. Never took a man's watch.

Never to make your camp in the same place as your cookfire.

Nine and a half for low middling and ten for ordinary.

No doubt people talk about that.

No room for you here. Ride on.

No, I don't believe I will.

No, no, no!

No, no!

No, sir.

No, that's the lot price. No, no... Wait a minute.

No, too chancy with two men up if it comes to a race.

No, we ain't arrested him.

No, we will wait right here,

No!

No!

No.

No.

No. Coke Hayes was, two days ago.

No. It's Mr. LaBoeuf, using us as bird dogs

No. No!

Nobody here knew my father

Not so close to our goal, with Tom Chaney nearly in hand.

Now make another joke about it.

Now you will do as the grown ups say

Now, he advanced upon you much in the manner of Clete Wharton,

Now, here is what I have to say about that saddle.

Now, you could argue that the shooting of the dog

Now, you give me some good information on Ned,

Now, you must take that or leave it and I do not much care which it is.

Objection!

Objection's overruled. Proceed, Mr. Cogburn.

Odus lit out and I shot him.

Odus was just winged.

Offer our friend a warm hello, and ask him where he is going.

Oh, God damn it.

Oh, Lord, I am dying.

Oh, Lord.

Oh, my poor child.

Oh, yeah, the tongue is bit almost through.

Okay.

Old woman was out in the yard, dead,

On sorghum molasses, and bacon and cheese

On those humans that will sit still for it.

On top of that, I will pay you a $50 reward.

Once heard, they're locked into my mind forever.

Once home, I wrote him with an invitation to come by

One against four? It is ill advised.

One arm in the fire, his sleeve and hand smoldering?

One man.

One more. This will prove it.

One of you is gonna have to be The Caller.

One would be as unpleasant as the other.

Or buffalo chips, to heat the night's ration of beans.

Or I will get myself a birch switch and stripe your leg!

Or learn the whereabouts of his body.

Or pushing further west.

Or see you hanged in Fort Smith at Judge Parker's convenience.

Our engagement is terminated.

Out here, a one armed man looks like easy prey.

Papa took me and Little Frank coon hunting last summer on the Petit Jean.

Papa's death will soon be avenged.

Parmalee and his brothers have a silver claim in the Winding Stair Mountains

Pencil neck son of a bitch.

People do not give it credence that a young girl could leave home

Perhaps the local Indians will take him in

Please hold fire.

Please, let us move, Ned. The marshal's gone.

Plus $ 100 for the ponies and $25 for the gray horse that Tom Chaney left.

Plus 10 cents a mile for each of you.

Possibly worth something in trade.

Pursue.

Pursuit would be futile. I will return with your man Chaney.

Quiet there.

Reuben had a complaint what he referred to as night hoss

Right around 50. And they're all well armed and they mean business.

Rode right at them boys,

Rooster Cogburn?

Rooster.

Said it was them two Wharton boys done it. Rode up drunk...

See? Sleep.

Send the news to my brother, George Garrett.

Served ladies and men both, mostly men.

Seven, eight steps.

Seven, eight steps.

Shall I tell him you was outlawed up?

She decided to go back to her first husband.

She got the notion she wanted me to be a lawyer.

She said for you to come right on home.

She said, Goodbye, Reuben.

She took my boy with her, too.

She was in excellent health when last I saw her.

She's snakebit.

Shooting buffalo with Vernon Shaftoe and a Flathead Indian named Olly.

Shot my father down

Shot or killed?

Should we be concerned, Marshal?

Sleep well, Little Blackie.

So do not fear on my account.

So he likes apples.

So it was a cold blooded bushwhack,

So it would. I am confident the deal will fall through.

So many you cannot keep a precise count.

So that is Chelmsford.

So, you're the runaway.

Sofky always cooks up bigger than you think.

Sold it to the Woodson Brothers in Little Rock for 11 cents.

Some bully shot! That was 400 yards, at least.

Somewhere between here and Fort Smith, he is gone!

Stand up, Tom Chaney.

Started calling myself Burroughs.

Stay here, sister.

Stop whimpering, boy!